Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"Mm... I mean, it would be sad if the majority of the people out there weren't grotty hunters like I am." Ronin scoffs. Remi had seen the great unwashed tide of people they'd had to walk through to get here, and frankly, beyond heading out to look at the board or to grab takeout coffee or play the occasional game of pool, he doesn't think he's missing anything. "And as someone who does need to sleep, with the schedules we keep it's not like there's a good time to go into town."
Bobbing his eyebrows at the other man as if to say yes, exactly like my little acorns, Remi will likely see for himself what Ronin really gets up to in his evenings. Tonight is just a special occasion, which would be funny if it weren't actually very true. "Ow, my feelings," Ronin complains, and he'd toss a cushion at Remi if he kept any on his sofa. "I let you into my home and you come at me with that sort of personal attack?"
Bobbing his eyebrows at the other man as if to say yes, exactly like my little acorns, Remi will likely see for himself what Ronin really gets up to in his evenings. Tonight is just a special occasion, which would be funny if it weren't actually very true. "Ow, my feelings," Ronin complains, and he'd toss a cushion at Remi if he kept any on his sofa. "I let you into my home and you come at me with that sort of personal attack?"
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
